Poetry: “Lips of Hate”

Hate drips from your lips one by one,

but somehow I continuously forgive you-

for the distaste in your hallow mouth,

suffocates all the beauty I once saw in myself.

 

Though I know I do not mean more to me,

then you do to me, I now cannot help, but to see-

Forgiveness is a state we do not chose to be,

We suffer through it for seamless peace.

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